Chapter 2259： Screaming

Without a void, the youth disintegrated into a fly ash.

This made the place into a deadly silence, everyone was cold, like falling ice cave.

The strength of the youth is not weak, but it is the monk in the late eighth stage, and the disintegration without a sound is simply incredible!

What's more terrible is that two people dissipated like clouds of smoke, both are well-established monks in the eighth state.

"What's going on? Why did they disintegrate for no reason?" An old man said with a trembling voice, hard to hide his fear.

Most of the people present were also uneasy and did not dare to move, for fear of triggering the authorities.

"If I didn't guess wrong, they should have touched the treasure." Ling Xianxing's eyes narrowed, with surprise and coldness.

In addition to the monks, there are only treasures left here, so after the disintegration of the three, he explored them carefully.

It is true that this is a treasure, but there is a strange power, like a curse, and it will die.

"Touched a treasure?"

The crowd at the scene was stunned. Some people distanced themselves from the treasures, and others stayed still.

In the eyes of everyone, Lingxian is just an early monk in the eighth state.

Therefore, his words were not very convincing.

"What basis do you have?" The negative sword man glanced at Ling Xian lightly.

"No, if you don't believe it, you can try it." Ling Xian said indifferently, the man with no intention and negative sword said more.

He looked at the endless treasures like stars, his brows froze, it was difficult to hide his worry.

If it touches a treasure, it will disintegrate. It's nothing. If you don't touch it, it will cause fire.

If this is the case, then this place is too dangerous, even if it is the power of the ninth realm, it will not escape.

"Who gives you the courage to dare to speak to me like this?" The cold-sworded man's eyes were cold, and his sword swept across all directions.

However, Sun Zhen was blocked.

At the same time, the old man in black also appeared in front of Ling Xian, spreading the terror, making the man with a negative sword frown slightly.

"It turned out they were guarded." The man with a negative sword sneered, his momentum gradually converged, and the sword's meaning dissipated.

Although he was not afraid of Sun Zhen and the old man in black, it was a trouble in the end. After weighing the advantages and disadvantages, he chose not to care about Ling Xian.

"Thank you both." Ling Xian smiled, and didn't bother to care about the men with negative swords.

"You're welcome." Sun Zhen waved his hand and said positively, "Your words, but really?"

"You know it with a clone."

Ling Xian smiled a little, the treasures contained here are very strange, as terrible as a curse, but certainly not a curse.

Therefore, Sun Zhen loses at most one clone without hurting the body.

"Okay." Sun Zhen nodded slightly, his brows lightened, and he condensed into a double.

Then, his avatar touched a treasure, and the signs of dissipation suddenly appeared.

After three breaths, it disappeared like a cloud of smoke, leaving no trace.

This made Sun Zhen's pupils shrink, greatly shocked.

The same goes for everyone present.

Although it was only a avatar, not even 50% of the combat power of the body, but Sun Zhen is a ninth-level power, even if only 10% of combat power, enough to sweep the eighth state.

Therefore, the monks in the eighth state were horrified, and the strong men in the ninth state were moved.

"I believe it now." Ling Xian sighed slightly, quite a headache.

If it does not touch the treasure, it will turn into flying ash, then this place is too dangerous, even if it is more than the sacred land, the reincarnation sea, etc.

Fortunately, for now, as long as you don't touch the treasure, nothing will happen.

"It was really because of touching the treasure ..."

"I thought I was working from time to time, but I didn't expect it, but it was a bad mold."

"It's really a bad mold. If you don't say anything, it's a question of whether you can leave alive."

Everyone at the scene sighed and sighed. In addition to their bitterness, they also felt panic.

Even the clones of the ninth-strength powerhouse can only insist on three breaths, which naturally makes them panic.

"Strange power ..."

Sun Zhen frowned and shifted his eyes to Ling Xian, saying, "Can you do anything?"

"No."

Ling Xian sighed. The treasure contained a strange and powerful power. Even with his many means, there was no way to resist it.

What's more headache for him is that he can't leave.

No match suction always exists. With his strength, he can't fight at all.

"It's troublesome, are you stuck here until you die?"

Sun Zhen's brow was tightly locked, and the effort of speaking was another scream, and it was not difficult to hear the fear and despair in his tone.

After that, the screams kept coming and going.

In just a few breaths, more than 20 people turned into flying ash, leaving no trace of blood.

What is more frightening is that everyone sees clearly, these people have not encountered the treasure.

"What the **** is going on? Why did you die without touching the treasure?"

"It's scary, I'm leaving this ghost place!"

"I shouldn't have come. The tomb of Emperor Zhentian is too scary."

The crowd was terrified, and even the power of the ninth realm changed its color.

"Worried, it really happened." Ling Xian's heart sank. If she didn't touch the treasure, there would be nothing, but there is a vitality.

But if you don't touch it, you will die. That is really hopeless.

Even the clone of the ninth-strength powerhouse can only insist on a three-interest time. How can he resist?

"Ahhhh ..."

The screams continued, and every monk stepped on Huangquan Road, making everyone on the scene creepy and shuddering.

Over time, many people shivered and cried.

The pressure is so great that no one knows whether the next person to die will be himself.

"Tricky." Ling Xian's brows froze, and there was nothing she could do.

The power of the treasure is strange and powerful. He can neither prevent it nor resist it.

"You can only start with the roots. Only then can it be broken."

Ling Xianxing's eyes narrowed, what is the root cause? Emperor Zhentian!

Along the way, he only saw the crisis and treasures. He did not see the coffin of the Emperor Zhentian. If he could find it, he would break the situation if he wanted to.

At present, Ling Xianmei's heart glowed, setting off a storm of souls, sweeping all directions.

After a few breaths, he noticed that there was a very slight spatial fluctuation above his head. He would not have discovered it unless he was keen.

"It should be an independent space, or, in other words, the seat of the coffin of the Emperor Zhentian."

Ling Xian murmured to herself, then raised her hand and punched into Wudi Void.

The result was like a rock sinking into the sea without ripples.

"It really doesn't work."

Ling Xian's eyebrows frowned, and then she turned her eyes to Sun Zhen, saying, "In the current situation, if you want to break the situation, you have to find the source."

He said with a finger above his head: "There is a separate space there, and I hope you can break it open."

Hearing that Sun Zhen agreed without saying a word. The reason why he can live to this day is because Ling Xian found out the weakness of that small world.

Therefore, he naturally does not question.

At the moment, Sun Zhen swarmed into the sky, and the power of terror was earth-shattering.

At the same time, the old man in black also shot, and wanted to break open the independent space and find the coffin of the Emperor Zhentian.